Tone: ironic

Ironic humor, jokes, memes, and punchlines sorted by emotional damage level from Chaotic Meh — organized so the algorithm can pretend this place has adult supervision.

I guess it’s my fault; I kept telling my girlfriend I wanted to

I guess it’s my fault; I kept telling my girlfriend I wanted to see her get nasty and sweaty with another woman. But hair-pulling on “Jerry Springer” wasn’t exactly what I had in mind.
Okay, he got me for not wearing a seat belt. But I KNOW he saw

Okay, he got me for not wearing a seat belt. But I KNOW he saw the stickshift condom, yet he still gave me a ticket for reckless driving, too.
I exercise the same way I make love: I go all out each and every

I exercise the same way I make love: I go all out each and every time. So I’m surprised that the guys in my gym don’t appreciate it when I
Life lesson: Never play Naked Quarters if you don’t know what’s

Life lesson: Never play Naked Quarters if you don’t know what’s in the glass your friends refer to as “The Money Shot.”
Boy, did my junk sting after I made it with that chick at the

Boy, did my junk sting after I made it with that chick at the swingers club. I guess there’s some truth to that old saying, “Love is a many-splintered thing.”
Since the word “sodomy” means oral as well as anal sex, I think

Since the word “sodomy” means oral as well as anal sex, I think it shows a great deal of laziness on the part of lawmakers that they haven’t invented a word to distinguish both sexual acts under the law. At least that’s the best defense strategy I’ve come up with so far.
I don’t think “It’s cumtastic!” was the compliment Sister Mary

I don’t think “It’s cumtastic!” was the compliment Sister Mary was looking for regarding her new cell phone.
I lost a bundle wagering on porn the other day. Take my advice

I lost a bundle wagering on porn the other day. Take my advice and don’t bet against the spread.
Don’t get me wrong, I love playing “Santa and His Helper” with

Don’t get me wrong, I love playing “Santa and His Helper” with my wife, especially when she licks the candy cane and empties out Santa’s sack. I just wish she weren’t so insistent about hanging Santa’s balls from the tree.
I thought I’d be successful with my specialty furniture

I thought I’d be successful with my specialty furniture business, but every time I call a prospective customer and ask if they want to see my stool samples, they just gasp and hang up.